[ He wants to know. He doesn't, also; Loki enjoys receiving praise on a very visceral level, to the point where he doesn't really need to know what the praise is for, exactly, every single time and yet.
He wants to know. Wants to hear her say it, or feel her think it, or something along those lines. In waking reality, he smiles at her without opening his eyes. Squeezes her hands ever so slightly.
The warmth from the sun through the windows, the softness of the memory, the intricate details that both of them brought to the space all helps. Loki feels... warmer. Better. The idea that there is some small part of Asgard in the Fade is not a bad one. ]
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[ He wants to know. He doesn't, also; Loki enjoys receiving praise on a very visceral level, to the point where he doesn't really need to know what the praise is for, exactly, every single time and yet.
He wants to know. Wants to hear her say it, or feel her think it, or something along those lines. In waking reality, he smiles at her without opening his eyes. Squeezes her hands ever so slightly.
The warmth from the sun through the windows, the softness of the memory, the intricate details that both of them brought to the space all helps. Loki feels... warmer. Better. The idea that there is some small part of Asgard in the Fade is not a bad one. ]
It should be accessible to both of us.